All the buttons that ran up the front of the dress were fastened… all of them… from the hem to the neck. It wasn’t that she was not pretty, but her blonde hair was tied up in an old woman’s bun and her frumpy, plain dress had no shape, coming well below her knees. She was young, no more than mid-twenties, and very homely looking. The woman couldn’t see more than shadows since she just entered the darkness from the bright light outside, but Jack’s eyes had already adjusted. That in itself was strange, but this particular woman looked so out of place. Just then a figure caught his eye - a woman walking down the aisle. “Why won’t the movie begin already?” he mumbled to himself. He tried not to look at the others, but he occasionally felt compelled to. The 45 year old divorced salesman sat low in his seat. So, when Jack went to the big city, he either tried to pick up women at bars or he visited the triple-X movie theaters. There were no porn theaters in his small, conservative town. The 100 mile drive was a pain, but it did have some advantages. As a traveling salesman, Jack was on one of his usual business trips to the big city. Of course the few others spread out in the dimly lit room were feeling the same way. He hated this part… sitting alone in a porn theater, self-consciously thinking that everyone was staring at him. Jack Strong fidgeted in his seat waiting for the movie to start.
